Quotes from Suzanne Brockmann

He moved into the left lane, rolled down his window, and tossed all of Alessandra's new clothes and her shoe out of the car. "Oh, my God!" She spun in her seat, watching as her clothes hit the ground seventy-five miles an hour, getting caught in the brush. "Oh, my God!" She stared at him, aghast. "Why did you do that? Are you completely out of your mind?

Because being with her felt so right. It was right.

He pushed her down onto the floor, thrusting himself in front of her as he drew his gun from the back waistband of his jeans. Four to one, no six —shit, there were six gunmen! He might've been able to take four if he used up his life's allotment of miracles all at once, but six ! He'd have to fire first and keep firing even after he was hit.

we can stop and see if the library has a copy of Hiding from the Mob in Ten Easy Steps. Maybe there'll be some tip in there that I've missed.

loop, okay?" She met

I love her." Bobby said it aloud, to the door, knowing Wes couldn't hear him over the sound of his own knocking. "I'm in love with Colleen.

I only have to worry about spending the rest of my life wanting someone I can't have.

God, I want her in my life," he said aloud. "What am I going to do, Wes?" No one answered.

I'm in love with your sister." "Ah, jeez, perfect timing," Wes muttered. "I think she loves me, too." "No kidding, genius. You're just figuring that out now?

If she'll have me, I'm going to marry her.

What are you crazy? You're sorry?" Wes stared at him. "You're apologizing for something I'd sell my left nut to have. If it were me in love with your sister, Bobby, you better believe I would have told you to flip off days ago." He shook his head in disgust.

The average life expectancy for a black man in an American city is something like twenty-three very short years. The reality of that had never fully kicked in before, but it did that night. And I thought, hell, I'm at risk just walking around.

Bobby laughed. Not aloud. He would never laugh in his best friend's face when he went into overprotective brother mode. But inside of his own head, he was rolling on the floor in hysterics.

I love you, man. Do you really forgive me?" "If you hug me," Wes said, "I'll kill you.

I missed you, Wesley." "Yeah," Wes said, heading toward the front of the bus. "I'm going to miss you, too.

Here comes the bride. All dressed in white. For some reason, Chelsea could hear Bugs Bunny's voice in her head, singing the childish words that had been put to the tune. It would have been funny if she hadn't been so damn scared.

He wants to marry you," Wes told her. "Oh, wonderful timing," Bobby said, gritting his teeth. "Like this is the most romantic moment of my life.

How could I die?" Bobby asked. "I'm surrounded by Skellys. Death couldn't get a word in edgewise.

And you know, I love you, too," Wes told him. "And you know how I mean that, so no making any stupid jokes.

Bobby Taylor, will you marry me?" she asked. "Will you help me find a law school near San Diego, so I can transfer and be with you for the rest of my life?" Bobby smiled. It was much easier to let a Skelly do the talking. "Yes." "I love you," she said. "And I know you love me.

The minister said you could kiss the bride—not inhale the bride," she whispered sharply as they plunged down the aisle.

Colleen glanced up from her conversation with the station-wagon mom and caught him looking at her butt. Help.

After all, she was fifteen, and Jericho was something ancient like thirty-four or thirty-five.

Are you one of his teammates?" "Yeah," Adam said, and it wasn't a lie because according to some people, both he and Tony were playing for the other team . Which made them teammates of a sort.